but what same words could these two know
while pine moon arced across the sky
well some nights her lights came on the waves
and some days coals turned up from the bottom
pine moon spoke all a-scattered
that the stars were all linked
as if that really mattered
the unknown deep of the black lake
could only reach the moon if he evaporates
the depths were foundations to find the rest out
she closed one eye slowly
she couldn't see how to give her light to the water
looking up from the depths
he didn't know how to want her
and what same things could these two know
and what same things could these two know